A/N: I just decided to try something completely different. This story is LOOSELY based off the book "Someone Dies, Someone Lives" by Lurlene McDaniel.
Disclaimer: I don't own and/or am affiliated with any of the characters, the movie, music, etc.
April 15th, 2006 9:30 am
Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
Rolling her eyes, Gabi pushed off her bed before going to stand in front of the balcony. She heard his strong voice, unwavering through the chorus of the song. He stopped as she threw open the balcony door. "Good morning beautiful!"
"Good morning yourself handsome." Leaning against the balcony, she stared down at him. "What are you doing waking the neighbors up at the crack ass of dawn?"
Looking around innocently, Troy shrugged his shoulder. "I don't see any neighbors complaining. And besides, weren't you the one that asked me why I don't sing when I'm around you."
"You're going to wake the devil . . ." Gabi whispered as much as she could so that the crabby old lady next door wouldn't hear her.
"She's up all ready, Gabs. She was watering her daises when I came up the drive." Troy rolled his eyes. "She stopped me and started talking about the azaleas but I told her that I was due for an important meeting and she gave me a look before letting me go."
"And what kind of meeting are you currently late for, Mr. Bolton?"
Walking out of her view, Gabi stood on her tip toes before looking to see where he had disappeared. Suddenly, and scaring the bejeezles out of her, Gabi felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. Relaxing in the embrace, Gabi smiled.
"So you never answered my question, Bolton." Gabi turned and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"And what question is that?" Troy asked looking into her eyes.
"The question of what meeting you're late for?"
Kissing her lips softly, Troy pulled back before embracing her in a hug. "This meeting." His lips were inches from her ear as he whispered the words causing a chill to run up and down her back.
"Oh really?" She leaned up and kissed him again. "And why wasn't I alerted about this meeting?"
"It was supposed to be a surprise." He mumbled before his lips covered hers again.
The two stood on the balcony kissing and giving the neighbors a show. The ringing of the phone didn't stop the two . . . nor did the dog barking two houses down the street. The only thing that caused the two to break was the door banging against the wall as Elena Montez stood there watching the two.
"Mrs. Potter just called." Elena grinned watching the two spring apart. "She just wanted to warn me that I have a teenager boy making out on my 17 year old daughter's balcony in the broad daylight."
Rolling her eyes, Gabi put her head on Troy's chest. "What did she want you to do about it? Come break it up?"
"She just wanted to let me know that there are a couple of girls walking around town with a baby in their arms and she doesn't want that to happen to the two of you." Elena explained.
"She's being nosy is what she's doing." Gabi mumbled.
"She's an old lady, Gabi. She doesn't have her family or anyone else around." Looking at her daughter, Elena smiled. "She looks at you and Troy as her adopted children and she doesn't want anything to happen to, and I quote, "a sweet and handsome couple who have the world at their feet.""
Giving his girlfriend a look, Troy nodded. "Your mom's right. We should be nice to her. She's got no one else."
Knowing she wasn't going to win the battle, Gabi sighed. "Why do you have to pick my mom's side? You know I can't go against you."
"Because I knew you would see my way as the better road to take." Kissing her nose, Troy smiled.
Watching her daughter and Troy interact, Elena smiled brightly. "What are you two doing today?"
"It's a surprise." Looking over at the brunette, Troy smiled. "Which a certain someone needs to get dressed for."
"Where are we going?" Her eyes lit up like a child seeing the Christmas tree for the first time Christmas morning.
Shaking his head, Troy kissed her before heading towards the door. "No questions. Just get dressed and we'll start our adventures."
Walking out of the room, Troy jogged down the stairs before walking into the kitchen and opening up the refrigerator. "You're not going to find anything in there."
Turning around, Troy smiled at an amused Elena. "Oh really?"
"Sorry Troy I haven't done my weekly shopping. I'm doing that today." She walked over to the counter where a lengthy list was all ready started. "What are you and Gabi doing today?"
"Well . . . it's a surprise. Besides knowing Gabi, she's outside the door eavesdropping on our conversation." And before she could do anything about it, Troy pushed opened the door to reveal a surprised Gabi.
"Troy!" She shrieked while he laughed. "I wasn't eavesdropping. I just came down the stairs."
"Sure sweetheart . . . call it whatever you want. You were snooping."
Rolling her eyes, she slipped her hand into his. "Ready?"
"Nice change of subject, sweetheart." Looking at her, Troy grinned. "And yes I am if you are."
"Mom, we'll be back later. Love you."
Elena laughed before waving at the two. "Love you too."
Walking out of the house, Troy led her to his beat up truck before helping her in and starting the engine. Backing out of the driveway, Troy started on their journey with an excited Gabriella in the passenger's seat.
"Where are we going?"
Taking his eyes off the road for a brief second, Troy smirked in Gabi's direction. "If I tell you, will I quit bugging me?"
"Maybe . . . but there's a big possibility that I won't." Gabi smiled innocently in his direction.
"Ok so I figured we'd spend the day in the park. We'll have a picnic along with a few other surprises."
Her face broke out in a big smile as she looked at him. "Sounds perfect, Troy. A great day with the one I love."
Pulling into the parking lot, Troy turned off the engine before getting out and helping Gabi out of her car. "Come on."
Shutting the door behind her, Troy led her to the middle of the park where a huge building stood. Walking towards the door, he heard Gabi's giggle.
"A day of childhood again?" Gabi asked looking at the freshly painted red doors.
"It was your wish, wasn't it?" Troy grinned back.
Nodding, Gabi looked at him. "Thanks Troy. I appreciate this."
"Anything to see you smile, pretty girl."
Walking through the doors, Gabi came face to face with an old, refinished 1920s carousel. Paying their fare for a couple of times around, Troy led Gabi through the gate.
"Which one are you going to pick?"
Looking at her selection, Gabi smiled. "This one."
Climbing onto a brown horse with elegant pink and purple sequins glued to the saddle. Troy however, had picked the frog with a bright grin on its face. The grin of the frog, however, didn't match the grin on Troy's face. He was laughing at how his girlfriend was acting at the thought of twirling round and round on a pretend horse.
"Enjoy yourself Troy!"
"I'm trying . . . I'm getting more of a kick out of you at the current moment."
After going around four more times, Troy and Gabi left the building with a purple snowcone split between them. Gabi was laughing at the purple mustache around Troy's face from the liquid.
"You look . . ." Laughing Gabi couldn't finish her sentence.
"I look how?" Troy puffed out his chest trying to make himself manlier than he was.
"Truthfully, you looked . . ." Trying to control her laughter, Gabi wiped the tears from her eyes from laughing so hard. "You look like a two year old who is having his first snowcone."
Taking the napkins she offered, Troy grinned. "And you think you're so funny."
"I am funny." Sticking her tongue out, Troy shook his head.
"And you say I'm the two year old." Nodding her head, Gabi agreed.
"We'll both be two years old today." Pausing, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders before leaning in and kissing him. "I love you."
"I love you too babe. Did you have fun?"
Smiling, she looked into his blue eyes. "I sure did. Thanks for today."
"It's not over sweetie." Gripping her hand, Troy led her over to a shady spot.
Handing her a wrapped box, Troy smiled. "I saw this the other day at the store and thought of you. I marked the page that reminded me most of you."
And unwrapping the paper, Gabi ran her hand over the smooth cover before opening to the page where the bright pink sticky note marks its place.
"This one?" Gabi pointed to one of the poems.
Looking over her shoulder, Troy nodded. "Go ahead and read it."
"I love to look into your beautiful eyes, and I love the way I fall into them. I love it when you hold my hand, and I love having the courage to grab and hold yours. I love rediscovering how beautiful you are each time I see you, and I love realizing how beautiful you make me feel inside." Wiping her tears away, Gabi looked at Troy before continuing with the poem. "I love wanting you so badly to kiss you and I love the way you want to take things slow. I love to tease and torment you, and I love it when you tease and torment me. I love it when you touch me, and I love to touch you. I love the fact that you love me . . . so deep . . . so truth."
"Troy . . ." Looking at him, more tears fell from her eyes as she looked at her boyfriend.
"Speechless?" Troy smiled at her before wiping the tears away from her eyes.
"A little . . . that was . . ."
"I figured I couldn't put the words together so I might as well find someone who could. When I first read it, I immediately thought of you." Pointing to the poem, Troy smiled. "This is everything I feel and think about you just not my words."
Without warning, Gabi leaned forward and silenced him with her lips. "I love you."
"Love you too babe. You have my entire heart and it's yours now forever."
Wiping her tears away, Gabi placed her head on his chest. Sighing, she knew she had caught the best guy for her and nothing was going to take him away from her.
There you guys go! The song at the beginning is "Our Song" by Taylor Swift and the poem is called "Always You" by Lauren Menna. Feedback would be awesome. Thank you for the feedback and for being such amazing readers and reviewers!
